That scene was truly incomparably tragic.
It was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
After all, once the Witch and Demon Clans went to full-scale war, it could indeed engulf the entire Primordial World.
Countless members of the Sorcerer Race rushed to the battlefield one after another.
The Demon Clan did the same.
But in terms of raw strength, the Demon Clan was indeed somewhat inferior to the Sorcerer Race.
The scales of victory gradually tipped toward the Sorcerer Race.
Faced with this situation, many Demon Clan leaders stepped forward.
The Ten Great Demon Saints, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor, and countless other powerful figures all entered the battle.
Yet Demon Master Kunpeng was nowhere to be seen on the battlefield.
Ancestor Minghe could not help but feel somewhat surprised at the sight.
"Did Kunpeng ultimately betray the Demon Clan after all?"
Ancestor Minghe muttered to himself.
There were indeed some matters he knew quite well.
Ancestor Kunpeng had always loved freedom and hated restraint.
He had roamed the heavens and earth of the Primordial World for countless years and had never considered establishing a force of his own.
He was a rather carefree figure, neither wholly righteous nor wholly evil.
Later, Ancestor Kunpeng had fallen into an ambush by Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor.
In the end, Ancestor Kunpeng was defeated by the two Golden Crows.
Left with no choice, Ancestor Kunpeng joined the Demon Clan and was made the Demon Master by the two Golden Crows.
Although Ancestor Kunpeng held the esteemed position of Demon Master, he rarely managed Demon Clan affairs and seldom took part in them.
He had not even appeared during the previous Human-Demon War.
That alone was enough to reveal everything.
The scene in the sky was